Tell Me What You See

Chapter 47

Timmy's POV

I was allowed to go out of the mating room right after I gave birth.

My stomach still looks like I have a child inside, but the Doctor assured me that it will get back to normal with time.

The Doctor took me, and my newborn kid, which turned out to be a boy, to one of the hospital rooms, for some examinations.

After that was done, they gave me some clothes, which I put on happily, and then I was finally allowed to hold my son.

"We can go upstairs to your apartment, so you can have some rest, you haven't slept for a while now." Ross suggests, and I agree.

We take Mason from my father's apartment on our way, and soon we're in my apartment again.

"What's that?" Mason asks, not really interested.

"It's your brother." I say. "He will stay with us from now on. Ok?" I ask.

"Yeah." He agrees, glancing at the newborn boy once more, before demanding some pancakes form Ross.

I go to sit on the couch when they disapper down the hallway, and I lay down, looking at the baby that is covered by blanket.

"We should get you dressed." I whisper to the sleeping baby.

"And give you a name." I continue.

"How about Oliver?" I ask, looking at his face, before deciding that it doesn't match him.

"Maybe Denver?" I say to myself, and after I look at him for a while longer, I decide that it will be prefect.

"Mason comes running back to me, with Ross following close behind him, with a plate full of sandwiches for all of us.

"Does he have a name?" Mason asks.

"Yeah, I named him Denver." I tell him.

"Hi, Devil." He say, mispronouncing his name accidentally, making Ross laugh, and I chuckle too.

"It's Denver, not Devil, Mason." I correct him.

"Denvil." He tries to say again.

"I should have picked some easier name, now that I think about it." I laugh.

"Yeah, probably, but don't worry, he will learn how to say it correctly soon." Ross assures me, and I nod in agreement.

"How about we go, and show Denver his new room? And we can put some clothes on him." I ask Mason, and he nods excitedly, it seems like he found some interest in the baby after all.

We go to Denver new room, and I'm grateful that we have decided that we don't want to know the gender first.

Since I wouldn't be very happy to greet my son with a pink room, and clothes for a girl.

At least now we have everything unisex, and we wouldn't have to remake it for him.

I put Denver in the crib, and pick Mason up so he can reach the dresser, and pick an outfit for his brother.

After he does it, I put him in the crib too, so he can be able to look at Denver while I put the clothes on him.

When it's done, I leave the sleeping baby in his room, with the door open, and go back to the living room with Mason in my arms, so we can eat some sandwiches.